Chapter 2380

The celestial Dao's radiant qi and fortune hung like a jeweled canopy, pressing down upon the heavens!

In history, the Qilin Ancient Emperor and the Ji Yan Ancient Emperor once left their marks upon the celestial Dao, and to this day traces of them remain within it; at the moment of their full revival, an illusory imperial crown appeared above their heads—this is the endless starry sky's affection and remembrance for familiar living beings.

But when the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang appeared, those two imperial crown illusions instantly dimmed, wavered as if about to fall, and even faintly showed cracks.

The emperors of old seeking to contend with the present emperor for authority is almost a delusion!

The cosmic starry sky fell silent for a moment.

Beneath this heaven, three emperors stood side by side, the three most brilliant eras of immortal Dao civilization reflecting and enhancing one another.

"I have greeted you, Qilin Dao friend; I have greeted you, Ji Yan senior."

Jiang Ding gazed at the two ancient emperors for a long time, then slowly offered his salutations.

"I have greeted you, Tai Shang Da Ri Dao friend."

The Qilin Ancient Emperor and the Ji Yan Ancient Emperor calmly clasped their hands.

The initial conversation among the three emperors began in a remarkably harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

"You two Dao friends have come far as guests; why not enter and discuss in detail?"

"Compared to when you two seniors were here, the endless starry sky has undergone many changes; looking back on the past, I feel a certain wistful longing."

Jiang Ding was exceedingly polite; with a wave of his hand, a thatched hut appeared in the wilderness between heaven and earth, beside which three cups of clear tea gently steamed.

Around them, white clouds spread out, severing the bloody battlefield; space and fate's causality shifted accordingly, and in an instant it seemed they had reached the transcendent ninth heaven; the various shouts of killing and roars gradually weakened, then vanished completely, leaving only the wind's sound in the wilderness, a faint fragrance of grass and trees at the tip of the nose, making one feel refreshed and delighted.

"Oh?"

The Qilin Ancient Emperor slightly narrowed his eyes, his vertical pupils fixed upon this suddenly changing world.

In a moment of movement and stillness, space had already shifted entirely by an unknown degree; this place was at least tens of thousands of light-years from the battlefield, and everything bore no trace.

"The human realm's six paths of reincarnation?"

The Qilin Ancient Emperor said lightly.

"Your insight is keen, Dao friend."

Jiang Ding smiled and nodded.

"Haha!"

"What kind of tea is this?"

The Ji Yan Ancient Emperor, far from being reserved, strode boldly to the side of the thatched hut, sat down, picked up his teacup, and gulped it down with a glug-glug, smacking his lips as he evaluated: "This is quite good tea, containing the substance for immortality; you, young man, look like a rough martial brute, a sword maniac who just hacks with his blade, yet you actually possess this skill?"

He was somewhat startled.

To successfully cultivate immortal tea in just a few million years—this is something only a Life Dao Ancient Emperor could achieve, right?

A sword cultivator so meticulous, so skilled at managing household affairs, truly leaves one astonished.

"But it's not tasty; do you have any wine?"

The Ji Yan Ancient Emperor set down his teacup and asked.

The Qilin Ancient Emperor remained expressionless, did not touch the teacup, did not respond to the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang's thoughts, and was currently calculating this realm of heaven and earth.

"Yes."

"But there is no immortal-grade wine; I do not like alcohol, as it would disturb my thoughts."

Jiang Ding pondered, then retrieved from the immortal dynasty's warehouse nine-tier top-grade fine wine to present; the varieties were extremely numerous, indeed numbering in the thousands, each with a distinct flavor.

This is the brewing immortal Dao industrial strength of the Tai Shang Da Ri immortal dynasty, evident in pill-refining, artifact-refining, agricultural planting, and any other aspect—it is certainly not merely that vast, unbroken expanse of factories and mining zones.

"You rascal!"

"How righteous!"

The Ji Yan Ancient Emperor rejoiced greatly, cradling these bottles of fine wine like treasures in his arms, sipping slowly, cup by cup, his face flushed, his eyes somewhat dazed, full of enjoyment.

"If the senior enjoys it, then good; I grant you access to the Dao manor's wine warehouse—take whatever kind you like, I will pay."

Upon hearing the praise, Jiang Ding also felt great joy and said generously.

"Hahaha!"

"Tai Shang Da Ri is a good brother!"

The Ji Yan Ancient Emperor laughed long and loud.

He was also unceremonious, immediately opening the Dao manor's trade warehouse, and with his emperor-level divine sense, he happily wandered through the bustling wine industry of the Dao manor, tasting, enjoying ordinary wine, first-tier spirit wine, liquid metal wine, moonlight wine, and all kinds; sometimes his eyes lit up, sometimes his brows furrowed slightly, and he would occasionally mutter something, speaking of flavors too strong or too weak, overly spicy, and so on.

Jiang Ding had no expertise in this area, merely following the senior's gaze as he observed, introducing to him the output, research teams, profits, and other external matters of those wine factories.

The two chatted idly, discussing some matters of immortal Dao, some life ideals, and each era's unique customs, treating the Qilin Ancient Emperor as if he were air.

The latter did not mind, merely sitting upright.

"Senior, the Golden Great Age—how much longer until it arrives?"

Jiang Ding posed this question.

This question he had once asked the Wan Fa Ancient Emperor in the past; now, encountering these two Dao friends again, he asked it just the same, like a traveler who has endured wind and rain, asking for directions upon seeing a stranger.

On this path to immortality, those who can be called travelers among living beings are only the emperors.

"The Golden Great Age—how much longer?"

The Qilin Ancient Emperor turned his gaze toward this side, his vertical pupils holding a complex hue.

"The Golden Great Age still has thirty-seven eras."

"It is very distant from now."

The Ji Yan Ancient Emperor, not a stingy emperor, pondered for a moment and then replied.

This is not a simple answer; he also gave his own deduction process, which to Jiang Ding appeared as a great model of heaven-earth fate and causality, derived after extremely complex calculations, yielding an answer: after thirty-seven eras, the endless starry sky will exhibit a special cycle, namely the Golden Great Age.

All the deduction and calculation processes are based on the Fire Dao, and the process appears reasonable and correct.

"After thirty-seven eras?"

"Senior, my answer is twenty-nine eras later."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly, flicked his finger and sent over an answer, containing the process of the Annihilation Dharma Great Dao calculating the great cycle of heaven and earth, each step of the calculation being equally reasonable and correct, with no logical errors.

"After twenty-nine eras — "

Ji Yan Gu Huang's spirit stirred, his immortal soul absorbing this answer, immediately falling into deduction.

Jiang Ding looked toward the Qilin Gu Huang.

"After nineteen eras."

The Qilin Gu Huang gave an answer, likewise a powerful Great Dao giving the future.

"So that's how it is."

Jiang Ding nodded.

Afterwards, the three sovereigns sank into silence, not knowing what they were thinking, seemingly deducing the future, deducing their own Great Dao, the Golden Great Age, this special cycle of Wu Jin Kong Kong.

For the two ancient sovereigns, there was then another matter more important.

That was deducing the cosmic constant of the immortal Dao of this present era, adapting to the changes of the Heavenly Dao after much time, a matter originally meant to be completed in life-and-death slaughter, but now, due to the present ancient sovereigns' magnanimity, they could leisurely deduce and calculate here, fully integrating into the present world.

Jiang Ding spent some time deducing the Golden Great Age answers of the two ancient sovereigns, then having nothing to do, he waited quietly.

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